Maid is too strong!I'm the villain lord and I'm going straight

Ghost Dragon Engus has already reacted.

No matter how he looked at the knight before, he felt a little familiar.

Recall carefully.

Isn't that the eagle lord who picked the peaches in the battle of Dragon Fire City?

Before thinking about that holy light cross cut.

His aura was weaker than the front Dou Qi Zhan.

Obviously not the same person.

Lord Eagle just wanted to hide his identity with this Holy Light Cross Slash.

It's a pity that he just felt everything around him through the perspective of the skeleton knight.

He didn't see through Lord Eagle's trick in the first place.

But it's still too late!

Engus revealed his body from the cloud of death. Even though he is now a ghost dragon, he still maintains his majestic appearance as a golden dragon.

There are beard-like thorns on his face and chin, which should make him look wise like a saint, but now these white thorns only make him look hideous and terrifying.

Pale horns ringed with gray-green necromantic energy stretched back from his nose and forehead, echoing the two frills that adorned his slender neck.

His wings looked like tattered sailcloth, spreading from his bony shoulders to the end of his tail. Necromantic energy spread almost every corner of his body. They formed the black misty flesh and blood on the dragon-shaped skeleton. .

Engus raised the dragon's head, and the energy of necromancy began to gather in his ferocious mouth. The miserable green dragon eyes stared coldly at the ants covered by the cloud of death.

A bitter north wind howled overhead.

Engus was convinced that at this moment he was the voice of destruction.

The tattered and decayed dragon wings flapped downwards.

The wind blew the surroundings into darkness.

The energy of the necromancer swayed across the entire battlefield, filling the crowded gaps of every human soldier, like pouring oil evenly on the body of a prisoner who was about to be burned.

"Roar--"

The miserable green dragon eyes became brighter and brighter.

The pale dragon's breath spewed out, and the extremely cold breath instantly permeated the entire battlefield.

That weird breath descended on the player silently.

Doesn't appear to do any damage to the player.

But the players can clearly feel that their body temperature is dropping rapidly.

At first they just shivered subconsciously, their teeth chattered, and their legs became a little stiff and uncontrollable, but soon they felt that they were in the furnace, and the cold dragon's breath was actually scalding.

The players were weak and drowsy.

For some reason, a strange picture of a bonfire in the ice and snow suddenly appeared in their minds. They seemed to see themselves walking in the ice and snow, holding a bottle of hot wine and drinking happily.

But soon everything returned to calm.

The players seem to feel that they are in the hot spring, peaceful and quiet, and then the eyes go dark, and all the weird feelings disappear.

Then they found out.

They have turned into energy bodies, floating on their corpses that have been completely frozen by the dragon's breath.

All of this seems to be a long time, but in fact it is a matter of an instant. None of the players present is still alive, but wherever the death cloud is shrouded, they will be frozen to death immediately when they touch the dragon's breath.

"Jie jie jie... I told you that I will make you pay the price!"

Engus was very satisfied with the curse-level damage he caused.

The dragon's breath flames shrouded the ground with a layer of frost, and the entire royal city of Karanli seemed to enter severe winter in an instant.

The cold and dead breath never let go of any corners, even the mice hiding under the fireplace would inevitably be frozen to death.

"Lord Eagle, don't hide anymore, get out!" Engus raised his head and roared, his eyes searching all the ice sculptures.

Although his dragon's breath is terrifying, it shouldn't be able to kill a champion knight directly.

He wants to find Lord Eagle.

Repay the knight's "favor" for playing him with the most vicious soul spells.

The city of Karanli was quiet.

There was only the "whoosh" of the wind blowing through the house and the windows, but no one answered.

The players watched silently as the ghost dragon muttered to himself, performing a solo cross talk.

They had strange expressions on their faces, holding back their smiles.

If it weren't for them, they are just energy bodies now.

Otherwise, the high and low will give this ghost dragon a few words of ridicule.

The Winter King has returned to the Emerald Fortress, and he is still looking for a fart here...

"Don't come out, right..." Engus's bony dragon face showed an angry and gloomy look, and even the undead around could feel the anger in the heart of the ghost dragon.

The undead are very good at finding the breath of the living, thanks to their innate ability-spirit tracking.

This is an ability that will gradually increase as the level of the undead increases.

The enhanced aspect is reflected in the detection range.

Engus is now using such an ability.

The will-o'-the-wisps in his eye sockets turned blood-like scarlet, and the energy of the undead rolled up and down on his body, making him look even more eerie.

This search for living beings is like a radar, and it can immediately find all the living beings within a circle centered on itself.

And as a legendary undead creature.

The detection range of Engus can easily cover the entire Kalanli Royal City.

However, he found nothing...

There is only one golden line connecting the southwest direction, where is the Emerald Fortress, and there are several other golden lines connecting different directions.

But it looks looming.

If you don't look carefully, you will be directly ignored.

This golden line guides the area with a community of living beings. The more obvious the golden line is, the more living beings are within the detection range.

Obviously, within the range that Engus can detect, there are more living people on the side of the Emerald Fortress.

Could it be that the eagle lord has run away?

Such a speculation rolled over in Engus's mind.

He descended from the sky to the ground, and just a little movement of the huge dragon body caused a huge bang.

The ice sculptures of those human soldiers shattered at the touch of a finger.

Turned to powder under his rude movements.

Suddenly, he felt a trace of residual energy fluctuations, which were very strange, faintly echoing the stars in the sky.

It was the first time for Engus to see such energy fluctuations, so he didn't notice it immediately when he was in the sky, but after he got close to the ground and the energy fluctuations, he had fully confirmed it.

This is a magic wave.

In front of him is a fragmented teleportation circle that has been blown up.

You can still vaguely see the delicate matrix pattern on the frosty ground.

There are also several mysterious resurrection crystals around, covered with frost and cracks, which have been completely destroyed by his dragon breath.

"Sure enough, he walked along the teleportation array... and before leaving, he blew up the teleportation array. He abandoned these soldiers who fought for him in Kalanli City."

Engus stretched out his dragon wings and shattered the surrounding ice sculptures. His eyes were dim, and the will-o'-the-wisps of the undead fluttered with the breeze, muttering in a low voice.

"Sure enough, human beings are such a group of people who betray their faith. The more powerful people are, the more disgusting they are."